12/20/2019
When I was raising my now, grown children, there was a lot of controversy about whether or not Christians should recognize Santa Claus. Our family chose to keep the legend alive and had elaborate Christmas Eves with dinner, pajama presents, and Santa!
One Christmas Eve stands out more than the others. All the family we had living near us in Pocatello, Idaho, came to our place for sit down, traditional dinner of German sausage, potatoes, carrots, cabbage, mousse, Zwieback, and peppernuts. During dinner there was a loud stomping on our roof and the kids all watched out the large dining room window at the snow falling In big clumps past the window. Then there were the sounds of bells and a loud “Ho-Ho-Ho! “ As the kids peered out the window into the snowy night, there was a knock on the front door and when our 5 year old opened the door, she squealed at the big stack of presents on the porch. Santa came in that year and the children told him what else they wanted, fed him cookies and even my elderly grandmother sat on his lap and told him she loved him. And that Jesus loves him.
That year my sister’s friend, Frank, was Santa. Frank. Frank was a mean motorcycle papa, with tattoos and at one time had a very long Fu Manchu mustache. Before Frank had made his way into our family and into our hearts, he really was a bad guy. He’d been in prison many times. But he loved us and we loved him. He had started to know Jesus. He tried to follow Jesus even though he ended up back in prison for charges from his old life before we knew him.
There wasn’t a debate in our family about whether or not we should have Santa in our festivities. There wasn’t a debate in our family about whether or not Frank should be in our festivities. My grandma summed it up when she looked into Santa's eyes and told him, “Jesus loves you, Santa.”
Jesus loves you, Frank.
Come share the joy of Christmas with us on Sunday, December 22, at 10 am. I’ll be there. Lots of others will be there. And in song, and dance and sharing, Santa will be there. And Jesus is always there. st